It's just another day without you, Just another day of hell, I hope you're doing fine without me, 'cause I only wish you well. Wishing we were together, At least it's how I feel, If only things were different, But wishing isn't real. Since yesterday only brought sorrow, Maybe tomorrow things will be alright, But that won't help today, And that won't change tonight. 1981 2
Reason for writing:
Written during the evening while in college, pining away over the futility of desire to be with the person, Helen Kaye, that time and place had distanced.
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